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2/7/2015

The Boardwalk rv park provided a peaceful place for us to rest our heads. We had a neighbor and she was one of those ladies that fed all the cats in the neighborhood. Some of her litter slept underneath the truck and trailer but didn’t make a peep. The hot, forceful water of the showers at the park washed away all my aches and I drifted into sleep the moment I hit the bed.

Before departing the next day, we had to maintain the trailer. That meant dumping the sewage. But that chore brought us to Rick and Sandy. The nice couple from Pennsylvania gave us a sendoff with a blessing. Every time I have hit the road after a prayer, wind would kick up under my feet.

I tackled the straight road with little support. There was nowhere on the path for Crystal to park the trailer...

2/6/2015

A strong but gentle wind rocked the trailer through the night. We were content with the swaying motion. The best part about the local was that the sound of roaring cars was practically muted. On this particular day I was content to make myself a couple of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches as my breakfast. As I ate I thought about how my next day would technically mark my second time crossing a continent. We did quite a few things better the second time around. I realized I had not yet completed the first stage of the run around the perimeter so I laced up and returned to the beauty of the road.

As I ran along the canal, fish jumped out of the water. Perhaps they were trying to eat insects or maybe they were just playing. Either way, it was pretty entertaining...

2/5/2015

Before leaving the Trail Lakes Campgrounds in Ochopee, I visited their animal sanctuary with my mother. The very first thing I did was hold a baby gator. The thing was so relaxed and cute. I could see why all the alligators by the road hardly moved. They were just laid back animals. Almost all the reptiles had the same demeanor. The birds however were very outgoing. A tiny, orange bird was very cuddly and friendly. When I stroked its neck, it closed its eyes and its feathers puffed. After spending the morning with Rick and the animals, I resumed the journey. Crystal and my mom stayed behind. I had asked Crystal if she would drop a couple letters at the Ochopee post office for me. I had passed it the previous day and discovered it was the smallest post office in the United States...